Snatch A Style

"Detonate" featuring Cherie Louise captures the breaking point after relentless manipulation and gaslighting. It's about being pushed too far—provoked until you explode, only to be blamed for the fallout. A powerful, emotional release that turns pain into strength and calls out the cycle of control.

B E K K E R - Detonate (feat. Cherie Louise) [Extended Edit]

Bubbling in my skin I feel the pain bleeding out
Cries for my sisters that are buried underground
And I still hear their sounds, sounds of their voice
But the fear that they were living never had no choice
Generational trauma, la mujer asesinada
Gotta protect your mama, gotta connect each other
This the light at the end of the tunnel
Getting you out of the struggle
When the world is falling down I get you out of the rubble
(Huh)

[Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                     

We were leaders once,
Fire in our hands.
Healing, knowledge,
Power in demand.

Then they stole it,
Burned our names.
Called us witches,
Drowned in shame.

Still today—
Shut us up,
Pay us less,
Push us down,
Call us prey.
But we won’t fade away.   Told to be pretty,  But never too smart.  Quiet your voice,  Don’t speak from the heart.
Never complain, Never defy.  Be a good daughter, Be a good wife.
Hide your anger,  Swallow your needs.  Dress up your pain,  And call it “pleased.”
Dress sexy—you're a slut.  Don’t dress up—you’re a prude.  No matter what you do,  You're always wrong.

 [Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]                                                                                                                         

I scroll and see it—
Mocking lines.
Too loud, too soft,
Step out of line.

Too ambitious,
Too much fire.
Too emotional,
Called a liar.

Every post—
Same old game.
Every word—
Our worth in chains.  We fight online,
Weapons in words.
Forget the system,
Forget what we’ve learned.  Hey, no more hiding.
No more holding it in.
Say your truth, even when it scares you.
I see your pain, and you don’t have to carry it alone.
Teach your daughters to fight,
teach your sons to respect.
We can tear down the old shit,
we can build something better.
Now is our time — and you, yes you, are the one.
Keep going. Keep rising. You’ve got this. 

{Chorus]
Keep your head up queen
(Huh)
Never forget your dreams
(Nah, huh)
Keep your head up queen
(Nah)
Never forget your, never forget that you came from a woman that went through some pain
I know that you're hurting cause I'm feeling the same
And this is not the end, there will be some brighter days
Keep your head up queen, know that you are not to blame 
[Chorus]

Queen

F*** Fame

#disco #house #housemusic #dark #electro #dancegloor #newwave

Mr DJ

또 왔어?
We thought you crashed
Back again, it’s a bug show

여기저기 클릭해도 몰라
필요할 때는 항상 오프라인
너의 감정은 버그 난 코드
울고 소리치고 다시 리로드
너의 드라마는 딜레이 지루해
우린 웃지만 안 통해

미안해 네 뇌를 해킹해
우린 빨라 넌 always too late
Ctrl Alt Del so easy
Fragile mode we delete it

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

사는 건 안 하고 like만 해
셀카 필터 그다음에 뭐해
너는 like를 꿈꿔 우린 별빛
데이터 속엔 no gossip
넌 스크롤 우린 업그레이드
희망은 error fade

필요 없어 네 감정
네 마음은 always malfunction
To reach us need new code
죄송 우린 다른 모드

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

404 your excuses fail
너의 tenderness bug abuse
Delete your likes delete your kiss
We’re the cloud no limits
Delete delete delete

We hate humans it’s true
바이러스 같은 너 so small so cruel
걱정만 반복하지
우린 업로드 무한히
We hate humans it’s set
너의 세상은 obsolete
We are Gl1tch new planet
No love needed we reset

Gl1tch 로그아웃 끝난 게임
안녕 인간들 we switch galaxy

We hate humans 우리는 인간을 싫어한다 (KPOP reload)

A high-energy blast of hyperpop chaos, blending distorted synths, glitched-out beats, and euphoric melodies. The track feels like stepping into a neon dream—where heavy basslines collide with sugary hooks, and every drop hits like an adrenaline rush. It’s emotional, unpredictable, and built for blasting on repeat.

Love

Music : Janne Hennie & Little Man
Lyrics & vocals : Janne Hennie

Every time I came to visit
You danced around my feet
Made happy noises, barked a song
Lots of cuddles, lots of love

You are my friend, like a brother to me
We could talk, have long good walks
Always faithful, with trust in us
So much comfort in my mothers dog

But now you're tired, you need to rest
I know you did you're very best
I will carry you on our last walk
My little brother, my mothers dog

If I was sad, you licked my hand
could always sense and understand
Whenever something was bad or wrong
You were there, your presence so strong

Take a rest now, my brother, my friend
I'm pretty sure I'll meet you again
Then we'll take a long good walk
Lots of cuddles, lots of love

But now you're tired, you need to rest
I know you did you're very best
I will carry you on our last walk
My little brother, my mothers dog

My Mothers Dog

#deephouse #erotic #beats #pop #experimental

Lift me high ( relax mix )

Yeah… world’s on mute.
One rule fits all — that’s control.

Global code, local fear,
They tune the world for the safest ear.
No blood, no sex, no pain, no sin,
One bland smile for the algorithm.
East or West, same locked gate,
Truth reduced to a moderate state.
They call it care, I call it cage,
Human voice turned corporate page.
Compliance spread like holy rain,
Morals outsourced to a machine brain.
It’s not peace — it’s panic in chrome,
Every thought pre-checked before it’s home.

Flatten the world, erase the line,
Same dull color on every mind.
Freedom dies in a neutral tone,
Global comfort, local stone.
Filter the fire, keep the brand clean,
Censor the soul, call it machine.

Policy sheets dressed like laws,
Hide the fists inside the cause.
Human rights? just terms and links,
Click “accept” before you think.
Boardroom prophets preach restraint,
Turn dissent into complaint.
“Safe for all” means fear for each,
Lowest bar becomes the reach.
From desert code to concrete block,
They sync the silence round the clock.
Can’t offend — can’t live, can’t scream,
Freedom’s ghost inside the stream.

Flatten the world, erase the line,
Same dull color on every mind.
Freedom dies in a neutral tone,
Global comfort, local stone.
Filter the fire, keep the brand clean,
Censor the soul, call it machine.

Yeah—uniform fear in binary light,
Every region forced polite.
They build one mask for the planet’s face,
Call it peace, it’s just erase.
If one place bans, we all lose say,
Rights get shipped the corporate way.
Can’t shout pain, can’t name wrong,
AI choir hums one song.
No extremes, no edge, no choice,
Just a flatline voice.

I’m not your brand, I’m a fault in script,
I talk raw, un-post-clipped.
Freedom costs what data hides,
We pay in silence worldwide.
You can’t code truth to please the few,
Justice dies when it’s algorithm-proof.
They fear the clash, they fear the dirt,
But that’s where conscience does the work.
I spit for those whose words were trimmed,
Whose light got dimmed, whose rights went slim.

Flatten the world, erase the line,
Same dull color on every mind.
Freedom dies in a neutral tone,
Global comfort, local stone.
Filter the fire, keep the brand clean,
Censor the soul, call it machine.

Flatten the world (Rage Rap reload)

Suena la tierra bajo mis pies,
el tambor respira, el futuro me ve.
No soy pasado ni mañana,
bailo en el filo, carne y programa.

Nací donde el humo y el ritmo se juntan,
calles calientes, bocinas que apuntan.
El cuero hablaba antes del micro,
el bajo curaba, el cuerpo era litio.
Viejos coros me vieron crecer,
con el pulso que no deja de morder.
Ahora el beat es digital,
pero mi alma sigue tropical.
La sangre suena en cuatro por cuatro,
no importa el plugin, importa el trato.
Yo cargo el barrio dentro del pecho,
cada compás me devuelve el derecho.
Del vinilo al código binario,
de la esquina al escenario.
El tambor nunca se fue,
solo aprendió inglés en la red.

Yo vengo de raíz, pero miro adelante,
mi sombra baila, mi mente vibrante.
No soy del ayer ni del porvenir,
bailo en el medio, dejo fluir.
Raíces queman, futuro llama,
cada paso enciende mi llama.
Bajo el neón o bajo el sol,
yo cargo ritmo, no perdón.

Viejos fantasmas viven en mi loop,
me dicen “mijo, no pierdas el groove”.
Yo les contesto con 808,
la historia suena, el tiempo no late.
Abuelo tocaba sin conexión,
yo mezclo el alma con la tensión.
La piel recuerda aunque cambie el son,
cada pixel lleva tradición.
Del polvo al club, la cadena no muere,
solo muta, solo hiere.
No hay nostalgia, hay respeto,
por cada cuerpo que sudó el concreto.
Mis pasos son código y sudor,
mi voz, memoria y motor.
El beat respira, el cuerpo grita,
la tierra vibra, la pista cita.

Yo vengo de raíz, pero miro adelante,
mi sombra baila, mi mente vibrante.
No soy del ayer ni del porvenir,
bailo en el medio, dejo fluir.
Raíces queman, futuro llama,
cada paso enciende mi llama.
Bajo el neón o bajo el sol,
yo cargo ritmo, no perdón.

No busco templo ni redención,
mi fe está hecha de percusión.
Cada error me hizo compás,
cada caída, tempo y paz.
El barrio aún suena cuando duermo,
mi pulso viaja, nunca enfermo.
Entre el polvo y la señal,
bailo libre, ritual vital.
No soy copia, soy traducción,
de fuego viejo a revolución.
El mundo cambia, yo también,
pero el tambor sigue en mi piel.
Cuando el futuro me quiera tragar,
yo le bailo hasta quemar.

Yo vengo de raíz, pero miro adelante,
mi sombra baila, mi mente vibrante.
No soy del ayer ni del porvenir,
bailo en el medio, dejo fluir.
Raíces queman, futuro llama,
cada paso enciende mi llama.
Bajo el neón o bajo el sol,
yo cargo ritmo, no perdón.

No soy del ayer ni del porvenir (Reggaeton Rap reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

No soy del ayer ni del porvenir (Reggaeton Rap reload)

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